Dawned On Me

I’ve been youngI’ve been oldI’ve been hurtAnd consoledHeart of coalHeart of goldSo I’m told

I’ve been lostI’ve been foundI’ve been takenBy the soundOf my own voiceThe voices in my head

I can’t help it if I fall inLove with you again I’m callingJust to let you knowIt dawned on me

Every night is a testTo the east from the westThe sun rises and setsThat’s the sun at it’s best

I forget, then I knowI’d regret letting you goSometimes I can’t believe how dark it can be

I can’t help it if I fall inLove with you again I’m callingJust to let you knowIt dawned on meIt dawned on me

So onAnd so forthAnd againI will stop to beginAt the end

I can’t help it if I fall inLove with you again I’m callingJust to let you knowIt dawned on me

Oh I can’t help it if I fall inLove with you again I’m callingJust to let you knowIt dawned on me

War On War

it's a war on war
it's a war on war
it's a war on war
it's a war on war
it's a war on war
it's a war on war
it's a war on war
there's a war on
you’re gonna lose
you have to lose
you have to learn how to die

let's watch the miles flying by
let's watch the miles flying by
you are not my typewriter
but you could be my demon
moving forward through flaming doors
you have to lose
you have to learn how to die
if you wanna wanna be alive

o.k.

you have to lose
you have to lose
you have to learn how to die
if you wanna wanna be alive

you have to die
you have to die
you have to learn how to die
if you wanna wanna be alive

I Might

Was I wrongOff all night longSo highAs the stinking sunI came aliveThen I feltOh Uh OhSome guysHave everything I knowIt’s alrightI’ve done a lot ofCrawling around outside(and I heard)It’s alright

Your sno-coneAnd it’s piss and bloodIt’s in the cards(oh, oh)Get Well SoonEVERYBODY!!Do all liesHave a taste?Let it goI don’t know oh...A cow’s neckBad shaveIn the low blow slo-moIt’s alrightYou won’t set the kids on fireOh but I mightHO

Ashes of American Flags

the cash machine
is blue and green
for a hundred in twenties
and a small service fee
I could spend three dollars
and sixty-three cents
on diet coca-cola
and unlit cigarettes

I wonder why
we listen to poets
when nobody gives a fuck
how hot and sorrowful
this machine begs for luck
all my lies are always wishes

I know I would die
if I could come back new

I want a good life
with a nose for things
a fresh wind and bright sky
to enjoy my suffering
a hole without a key
if I break my tongue
speaking of tomorrow
how will it ever come
all my lies are always wishes

I know I would die
if I could come back new

I'm down on my hands and knees
every time the doorbell rings
I shake like a toothache
when I hear myself sing
all my lies are only wishes

I know I would die
if I could come back new

I would like to salute
the ashes of American flags
and all the falling leaves
filling up shopping bags

Born Alone

I have heard the war and worry of the gospelFerried fast across the voidI have married broken spoke charging smoke wheelsSpit and swallowed opioidI am the driver at the wheel of the horrorMarching circles at the gateMine eyes have seenThe fury so flattered by fate

Tonight I’d rather count the warm fuse internallySubtract the silence of myselfI would rather choose the middle mind of mysteryReverse a riddle for my healthI’ll unwind strange rinds overpoweringToss the chimneys in the seaI believe I’ve seenThe finger divine extremity

Please come closer to the feather smooth lens flySadness is my luxuryWill you weather, join the cold, come before I dieMore aware of it than meThe valves are blowing stoneThe kids are unabashedLoneliness postponedMine eyes deceiving gloryI was born to die aloneAlone

Spiders (Kidsmoke)

spiders are singing in the salty breeze
spiders are filling out tax returns
spinning out webs of deductions and melodies
on a private beach in Michigan

why can’t we wish their kisses good
why do they miss when their kisses should
fly like winging birds fighting for the keys
on a private beach in Michigan

this recent rash of kidsmoke
all these telescopic poems
it’s good to be alone

why can’t they say what they want
why can’t they just say what they need
come clean, listen and talk
hello private caller
i.d. blocked

the sun will rise, we’ll climb into cars
the future has a valley and a shortcut around
who will wear the crown of drowning award
hold a private light
on the Michigan shore

fool me with a kiss of kidsmoke
from a microscopic home
it’s good to be alone

I’ll be in my bed
you can be the stone
that raises from the dead
and carries us all home

Misunderstood

When you're back in your old neighborhood
The cigarettes taste so good
But you're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood

There's something there that you can't find
You look honest when you're telling a lie
You hurt her but you don't know why
You love her but you don't know why

Short on long term goals
There's a party there that we ought to go to
If you still love rock and roll
If you still love rock and roll?

It's only a quarter to three
Reflecting off of your CD
You're looking at a picture of me
You're staring at a picture of me

Take the guitar player for a ride
'Cause he ain't never been satisfied
He thinks he owes some kind of debt
It'll be years before he gets over it

There's a fortune inside your head
When all you touch turns to lead
You think you might just crawl back in bed
With a fortune inside your head

I know you're just a mama's boy
You're positively unemployed
So misunderstood
So misunderstood

I know you've got a god-shaped hole
You're bleeding out your heart full of soul
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood

I'd like to thank you all for nothing
I'd like to thank you all for nothing at all
I'd like to thank you all for nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all

Art of Almost

No!I frozeI can’t be soFar away from my wastelandI never know when I mightAmbulance Hoist the horns with my own handsAlmostAlmost

I heard a faint oléTrue love butI had other ways to hurt myselfLike callingI could open up my heartAnd fall in andI could blame it all on dust The Art of AlmostAlmostAlmostAlmost

I’ll hold it upI’ll shake the grailDisobey across the wavesTomorrowI’ll have all the love I could ever acheAnd I’ll leave almost with youAll of almostAlmost

Standing O

How can you tellYou’re under a spellYou’re compromisedYou’re miles awaySlow

How can you knowWhen you’re aiming lowThere’s nothing in your heartDon’t feel it in your soulNo standing O O O

Instead turn my mood on a dimeI’m finally off of my backI come from a long, long lineI mope and I cry and attack

How can you tellHow can you tell

Via Chicago

I dreamed about killing you again last night
And it felt alright to me
Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies
I sat and watched you bleed
Buried you alive in a fireworks display
Raining down on me
Your cold, hot blood ran away from me
To the sea

I printed my name on the back of a leaf
And I watched it float away
The hope I had in a notebook full of white, dry pages
Was all I tried to save
But the wind blew me back via Chicago
In the middle of the night
And all without fight
At the crush of veils and starlight
I know I'll make it back
One of these days and turn on your TV
To watch a man with a face like mine
Being chased down a busy street
When he gets caught I won't get up
And I won't go to sleep
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Via Chicago

Where the cups are cracked and hooked
Above the sink
They make me think
Crumbling ladder tears don't fall
They shine down your shoulders
Crawling is screw faster lash
I blow it with kisses
Rest my head on a pillowy star
And a cracked door moon
Says I haven't gone too far

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Via Chicago
Searching for a home
Searching for a home
Via Chicago

Whole Love

And I know that I won’t beThe easiest to set freeAnd I know that I won’t be the lastCold captain tied to the mast

I recall you on the telephoneI recall when you get madI will still love you to deathAnd I won’t ever forget how

And I know that it won’t beThe easiest to set freeAnd I know that I won’t be the lastCold captain tied to the mast

I’m on the other sideI’m satisfiedI’m a spirit doveI’m looking for your love

I’m simple as a matter of factA punch in the nose don’t overreactI will still love you to deathAnd I won’t ever forget how

And I know that I won’t beThe easiest to set freeAnd I know that I won’t be the lastCold captain tied to the mast

And I know that I won’t be the oneTo securely know when it’s wrongBut I hope I know when it’s pastAnd I hope I know when to show you myWhole loveWhole loveWhole loveWhole loveWhole loveWhole loveWhole loveI won’t ever forget how

Heavy Metal Drummer

I sincerely miss
those heavy metal bands
I used to go see
on the landing in the summer
she fell in love with the drummer
she fell in love with the drummer
she fell in love

shiny shiny pants
bleached blond hair
a double kick drum
by the river in the summer
she fell in love with the drummer
another
then another
she fell in love

I miss the innocence I've known
playing Kiss covers
beautiful and stoned
unlock my body
and move myself to dance
into warm liquid
flowing blowing glass
classical music blasting
masks the ringing in my ears

oh I sincerely miss
those heavy metal bands
I used to go see
on the landing in the summer
she fell in love with the drummer
she fell in love with another
she fell in love

I miss the innocence I've known
playing Kiss covers
beautiful and stoned

I'm the Man Who Loves You

all I can see
is black and white
and white and pink
with blades of blue
that lay between
the words I think
on a page
I was meaning
to send to you
I couldn't tell
if it would
bring my heart
the way I wanted
when I started
writing this letter to you
but if I could
you know I would
just hold your hand
and you'd understand
I'm the man who loves you

all I can be
is a busy sea
of spinning wheels
and hands that feel
for stones to throw
and feet that run
but come back home
it makes no difference
ever known
makes no difference
ever known to me
but if I could
you know I would
just hold your hand
and you'd understand
I'm the man who loves you

California Stars

I'd like to rest my heavy head tonight
On a bed of California stars
I'd like to lay my weary bones tonight
On a bed of California stars

I'd love to feel your hand touching mine
And tell me why I must keep working on
Yes I'd give my life to lay my head tonight
On a bed of California stars

I'd like to dream my troubles all away
On a bed of California stars
Jump up from my starbed and make another day
Underneath my California stars

They hang like grapes on vines that shine
And warm the lovers' glass like friendly wine
So, I'd give this world
just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of California stars

Published by Woody Guthrie Publications, Inc./Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp./Words-Ampersand Music [BMI]/Titanic Majesties Music [ASCAP]

Monday

Choo-choo Charlie had a plenty good band
But he couldn't understand why no one would go
The World Record Players on a tour of Japan
Charlie's fixing his van with a left arm tan

He said

Monday, I'm all high
Get me out of FLA
In school, yeah
I fooled ya
Now I know I made a mistake
Blister on a turnpike, let me by
I only want to wonder why when I don't die
Oooh, I shot ya, yeah, I know
I only want to go where my wheels roll

Monday, I'm all high
Get me out of FLA
I fooled ya
In school, yeah
Now I know I made a mistake

Everybody's wondering, "Where'd he go?"
He must be down in Pensacola
Hiding from the snow

The World Record Players on a tour of Japan
Charlie's fixing his van
He's waiting for a postcard

And he said
Monday, I'm all high
Get me out of TLA

Well I cut class
In school, yeah
Now I know I made a mistake
I made a big mistake

Outtasite (Outta Mind)

I know we don't talk much
But you're such a good talker
Oh-whoa

Well I know we should take a walk
But you're such a fast walker, oh-whoa,
Well alright

I know where I'll be tonight, alright
Outta mind outta site

Well okay
I know you don't love me
But you'll still be thinking of me, oh-whoa

Well alright
I know you probably hate me
That's okay with me
Alright!

I know where I'll be tonight, alright
Outta mind outta site
Outta mind outta site

A Shot in the Arm

The ashtray says You were up all night When you went to bed With your darkest mind Your pillow wept And covered your eyes You finally slept While the sun caught fire

You've changed

We fell in love In the key of C We walked along Down by the sea You followed me down The neck to D And fell again Into the sea You changed Oh, you've changed

Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Something in my veins

Bloodier than blood Bloodier than blood Bloodier than blood Bloodier than blood

The ashtray says You were up all night When you went to bed With your darkest mind You changed You've changed